This weekend was the Aggie season opener so Kevin and I dropped Josh off at great Grannys, picked up Kenneth and Shawna and headed to College Station. We got there early enough to drop by a friends tailgate party before the game. When we pulled up I noticed they were playing washers and I asked Kevin if I could be his partner to which he quickly responded, "I'm pretty sure girls can't play washers at this tailgate". So Kenneth was his partner. Punk. Well as it turns out girls could play and guess what? I happen to be a champion washer player! Seriously, I don't know if it was beginners luck or just plain talent, but I'm definitely trying out for the olympic team in four years. And guess what else? Kenneth is an absolute awful washers player! They lost every game they played which is a bummer for Kevin because he is pretty good. Of course when he saw my raw talent and realized his big mistake it was too late. There was no way I was going be his partner now!
I won't talk about the rest of the night. For those of you who watched the game you know the outcome. Sad, very sad.
Well we don't have washers at home but we do have horseshoes and on Sunday Josh decided he was going to learn the game. Excuse the nakedness of our son, it is still in the 90's here and way too hot for clothes!
3 comments:
YEA for the girls! But washers must be a Texas thing...never heard of it. Unless its laundry. Josh is so big. The horse shoe master may be born! Watch out Kevin.
Seriously what the heck is washers? Crazy Texans. No need to make exuses for his lack of clothes, babies are best running around naked, but lets talk about those croc's...
Well, he fits right in to the Kennedy family. Owen better learn how to play horseshoes very soon!
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